My Victory

Oh confounded grace!

Oh deceitful ease

With which you steal my attentions

Oh cursed willingness of my feeble heart.

To fall

Back into the same laden trap.

How could I be so blind?

So thick-headed and foolish!

Foolish to think it was me,

my true self you wished upon.

No you were hungry,

Thirsty even!

To quell your own ego;

Your own self interest.

Love was never the motive,

Never the goal of your sly seduction.

Self-interest and disingenuity,

Those are the culprits.

Those are the hands at which my heart aches.

Yet still with gentle caress,

And lithe articulation,

You have my heart reeling,

And aching again,

with strong desire.

Cease this cruel trickery!

Stop this incessant bombardment

Of my tattered heart,

And my weary soul!

For you've already stolen the breath from my body;

The virtue from my soul,

And the heart from my chest.

Is that not enough!

Must you demand more!

Must my body be a withered carcass?

A shell

Of a lovely spirit that once lived within?

Must you take my willingness to live as well?

No!

I will not give you that.

You've taken so much already;

Left me desecrated and forlorn.

No, now you shall watch me,

As I fight with bated breath

To rebuild the soul

That you so ravenously tore down.

Watch me grow,

Watch me learn,

Watch me move past your petty schemes.

Watch me gain confidence and courage!

Watch me please,

Because I want you to see my victory.

My triumph over your attempts

To knock me to the ground.

To shatter me.

I've won dear friend!

How does it feel,

To lose?

How does it feel to be receiving pain instead of giving it?

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